image (Without Question)
title: image
pairing: without question
age: 17
rating: t
summary: lovino is all about images.
Arrogant as a Roman god, beautiful as all myths say. Lovino was reclining back in his seat, clothes carefully skewed to look properly rumpled. Head tilted back, amber-gold-brown eyes narrowed and auburn-brown hair falling across his forehead in the most perfect of ways.
Antonio would never be able to resist him. Who could? He was the paragon of sexiness, the epitome of beauty.
His image was flawless, a perfect mix of arrogance, indifference, disdain, and seduction. He has to look good, for the girls and his intended lover. Future lover.
God, he was so damn hot-
"Ve, Lovi, you look kind of constipated. Did you eat something bad?"
Goddamnit.
pairing: without question
age: 17
rating: t
summary: lovino is all about images.
Arrogant as a Roman god, beautiful as all myths say. Lovino was reclining back in his seat, clothes carefully skewed to look properly rumpled. Head tilted back, amber-gold-brown eyes narrowed and auburn-brown hair falling across his forehead in the most perfect of ways.
Antonio would never be able to resist him. Who could? He was the paragon of sexiness, the epitome of beauty.
His image was flawless, a perfect mix of arrogance, indifference, disdain, and seduction. He has to look good, for the girls and his intended lover. Future lover.
God, he was so damn hot-
"Ve, Lovi, you look kind of constipated. Did you eat something bad?"
Goddamnit.